It is a pretty bird.
An Arts and Crafts instructor at Woodland camp showed us how to make them out of quart-milk containers. She dips papier mache wrapping into different colored dyes to make the foliage. Then she wraps the papier mache around the container.
She walks around the paint-splattered tables in the cavernous, beige-painted room with the cathedral windows, monitoring our progress. Every so often, she gives one “bird” a slight tug, or another a snip of excess foliage.
We place our creations on trays near the window to dry when we finish.
I love mine so much that I want to make more. For the next month, I smuggle quart-milk containers home.
Until I fill an entire drawer in my room.
But I never made another bird.
nowhere near a landfill
holding our birds
Delighted to appear in the June issue of Haibun Today! Thank you, Melissa Allen and Ray Rasmussen! Congratulations, haijin!
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